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About Yousei Hime

This is the journal of a poetic rabbit. Within the warren you'll find poetry, short stories, essays, art, book and movie reviews, and other odds and ends. If you happen to meet the fey princess, be courteous. This rabbit did and was forever changed.

I had the same theme as your haiku. I didn’t look at yours first because it is more fun to see the random words and see what I can come up with. I like your haiku. Really like “bask on summer’s cliffs”.
Here is mine:

It feels like summer!
The air so warm around me
My soul bathes in the beauty
My spirit plunges from the cliff
Sitting at the kitchen table
I feel winter doldrums flee.

Technobabe,
I love your poem. It does have the same theme, just a softer more expanded feel. The line “My spirit plunges from the cliff” is exactly what I was thinking in my poem. Love the changing of the seasons.

“passing spring”? Already? Nice haiku, Yousei! I can wait awhile before basking in summer. I enjoy this time of year when it is warm enough to play outdoors and not hot enough to about pass out mowing the lawn. :)

Leslie,
I’m with you on the heat issue. Funny, even though it’s been waing up, I’ve been getting chilled easier. It’s either part of acclimating to the season changing menopause. Other sparrow had some great words that just seemed to move in this rapid change of seasons when I saw them. Thanks for stopping in.

Usagi

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What I’ve Never Forgotten:

“If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can warm me, I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. These are the only ways I know it. Is there any other way?”
― Emily Dickinson, Selected Letters